A semi-documentary dramatization of five weeks in the life of Vice Admiral William F. "Bull" Halsey, Jr., from his assignment to command the U.S. naval operations in the South Pacific to the Allied victory at Guadalcanal.
Alcoholic newspaperman Lew Marsh hits bottom, loses his job and is rehabilitated by Charley Dolan. After six years on the wagon he gets his job back and devotes himself to other recovering ... See full summary »
Young boxer Jim Kane, resting at a New Mexico "health ranch," meets and falls for Peggy Harmon, former nightclub table singer...who needs $600 more for her sickly son to stay in the place. ... See full summary »
Colorful bayou peddler Hank Martin marries pretty teacher Verity, who finds that the rural poor all love Hank. Gradually, she realizes that Hank's popularity is the fruit of his expert manipulation of everyone he knows. She's further taken aback when she meets sexy swamp girl Flamingo, who considered Hank hers and is murderously jealous. Now Hank starts crusading against a crooked cotton buyer, and swiftly rises toward political power. Is there no stopping him?Written by
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When Verity gives Miss Lefevre her bottle of "tonic", it is actually a large bottle of Pepto-Bismol. See more »
When Hank walks back into Polli's living room after standing out in the rain, he momentarily loses his footing on the tile floor, but manages to recover. It happens a second time as he is leaving. This may not qualify as a true goof, as the slips are genuine and thus could be considered "real," but it's unusual that they did not dry him off and go for another take. See more »
Polli, anyone ever warn you - Flamingo ever warn you about makin' a house pet of a wildcat?
I don't believe she ever mentioned it.
Well, you might get bit.
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The version first released in Australia was black and white. See more »
This isn't the worst Cagney movie, but it is a good example of the problem with his acting. He was an amazing screen presence, demanding to be watched, a wonderfully versatile performer and an incredibly successful professional, but (and I know it's almost sacrilege to say this in the company of nostalgia-hungry Americans) he brought far too much of his dancing to his straight acting. The result is so often irritating, jerky physicality producing an uncomfortable caricature rather than a believable character. Hank Martin is one of many Cagney performances that needs the melodrama turning down a notch or two. This isn't the worst culprit; for that see "What Price Glory", "Blood on the Sun" or "The Fighting 69th".
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